Chapter 793 - It Feels Good

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Third brother?

An Yin glanced at Qin Jian quickly, and the latter's brows also frowned slightly inadvertently.

Yang Meng saw that An Yin had finally changed his face, and finally regained some sense of superiority, and glanced at An Yin with a smile, "Yes, third brother?" ”

Tsk, there is no one else with this acting skill, no wonder it has been popular for so many years.

An Yin suddenly stretched out his finger and pressed it on Yang Meng's face.

Yang Meng exclaimed, "What are you doing?" ”

"Look at how many layers of your iron and bronze face have been practiced." An Yin's fingers were changed to pinching, "The skin is quite thick, no wonder you can call a man younger than yourself brother!" ”

Yang Meng choked for a moment, annoyed and angry, "Even if I have an iron and copper face, I am better than you are shameless." ”

An Yin pursed the corners of her mouth disapprerovingly, "That cheeky thing, it's to die to save face and suffer crimes, I don't want that thing." ”

Qin Jian laughed with a sneer.

"You ......" Yang Meng met such a scoundrel, he really hated and vomited blood, and said coquettishly to Qin Jian: "Qin Jian, look at her ......"

"How about her?" Qin Jian's expression was very light.

"She's not big, she's not young, she's not educated at all."

"She was raised by me, no big, no young, no upbringing, all of which I am used to. How, do you have an opinion? ”

Yang Meng was speechless and glared at An Yin fiercely.

An Yin grimaced at her and lip-synched, "Not convinced? Bite me. ”

An Yin is only eighteen years old, she is still a little girl, and these actions seem innocent and do not feel contrived at all.

Yang Meng was speechless to the extreme.

But she came to Qin Jian today to solve the problem, and she didn't want to waste her time arguing with An Yin.

Took a deep breath and endured.

Qin Jian didn't eat the hard one, if she and Qin Jian had a hard fight, the result would only be Qin Jian asking the security guard to throw her out.

Now we can only ease the atmosphere and say goodbye to walking.

Yang Meng picked up the chopsticks to carry the vegetables, the chopsticks just stretched out, and the dish under the chopsticks was taken away by An Yin first.

An Yin picked up most of the good things on the plate into Qin Jian's bowl, and put the rest into his own bowl, leaving only those ingredients that could not be eaten, and still put them back under Yang Meng's chopsticks.

Yang Meng glared at An Yin and turned to another dish, An Yin immediately snatched the dish in front of her again, still rushing the good ones into her and Qin Jian's bowls, and putting the remaining vegetable soup dishes in front of Yang Meng.

Next, without waiting for Yang Meng to make a move, the last fish was divided into two halves, half for Qin Jian, and half for her.

Only An Yin and Qin Jian ate, Wu Ling only made three dishes and one soup, and that bowl of soup was still vegetarian soup.

In order to maintain his figure, Yang Meng lost weight for many years, ate vegetable leaves without oil, and wanted to vomit after eating early, looking at the few green vegetable leaves floating in the soup, even if he vomited with An Yin, he couldn't grab the bowl of clear soup.

An Yin smiled at Yang Meng, "Didn't you say you're hungry, why don't you eat?" ”

Yang Meng glanced at the leftover soup in front of her, and couldn't wait for An Yin's hateful face to slap out of the restaurant, she really couldn't pretend anymore, so she put her chopsticks on the shelf, "Do you have to eat?" ”

"Then you just happened to lose weight, so we're welcome." An Yin took the empty bowl and filled Qin Jian with a bowl of soup and put it in front of Qin Jian, "You have lost a lot of weight recently, it's good to eat more, I like you to be fatter and feel good." ”

Feel good?

These words directly make people want to go elsewhere.

Yang Meng looked at Qin Jian quickly, Qin Jian raised his eyes to look at An Yin, but he smiled, and then he really didn't mind being piled up like pig food by An Yin, so he buried his head and ate a bite.

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